Profound and so true. I found that I have become "invisible" in a lot of ways as I grow older. it's not fun. Excellent and such imagery. Liz
Reviewed by Michael LaSalle (Reader)
Reviewed on May 28, 2007
sara, this piece definitely pulled on the heart strings, its beautifully rendered, I also liked the alliteration, the meaning is quite powerful, thanks for sharing your talent, mike
Your words and the total work soothe my furrowed brow
For I do enjoy living a life of seven score and more
Stressing the positive in all things never being sour
Staying healthyly alert with a mind to enjoy the soar
(With apologies.....)
Thank you for a wonderful bit of reassurance. - Bill
very powerful lines: painting the dirt green. our pasts are our stepping stones to our future. cherish the moments, but dont allow the past to be your waterfall in life.
Chris has been fostered at the Crowley boot camp since he turned seven. At sixteen, he is finally ready to run away because his foster father is an abusive person who works Chris and the other children to the point of exhaustion. All he has left of h
Did you ever wonder what happened after the Archangel Michael through the demons out of heaven? Let one of them guide you through the origin of evil in the world.
In the end they'll all be dancin'--all them ones that didn't die.... Dance with me in the shadows amidst the lightning and the thunder, and all that nu-cu-lar debris. See the big bang from the other side, and then open that cellar door. Go down into
a very nice expression of thought...
enjoyed....Art Sun...
For I do enjoy living a life of seven score and more
Stressing the positive in all things never being sour
Staying healthyly alert with a mind to enjoy the soar
(With apologies.....)
Thank you for a wonderful bit of reassurance. - Bill
Ron
always, randy
passed by me, in
uneven handness
Quite deep, Sara. Maybe we all need to conquer that past, and not let it, pass us by.
"I painted the dirt green
fooling grass into the eye
I smoothed the sand clean
pretending life could not lie "
great lines ...
Be safe,
Karen
Pst...Wallace is preggies again...yhis time it's a boy...and all is well..."TOOT" is a happy little boy!!
Love >>> Granny < < < Tinka
delivers a knock-out poem!Brilliant perception!
Eileen
Reindeer
D E E P L Y moving poem with haunting lines and imagery...well done.
My favorite lines:
"...and then I grew
... aged beyond my dreams
saw myself as some woman
in a plain without thunder ...." WOW
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.